I want to explain everything to him, show him that it’s really not as screwed up as it all sounds, but then I remember that it is.

I’m living in separate universes, and I have no idea where I actually belong.

I loved her for so long. Our past trails behind us like a comet's tail, the future stretched out before us like the universe. Things happen. People get lost and love breaks.

I may not be old but I’m too old to have this much nothing

Everyone always wants to know how you can tell when it's true love, and the answer is this: when the pain doesn't fade and the scars don't heal, and it's too damned late.

Sometimes it’s heartbreaking to see your siblings as the people they’ve become. Maybe that’s why we all stay away from each other as a matter of course.

It would be a terrible mistake to go through life thinking that people are the sum total of what you see.

I blame Hollywood for skewing perspectives. Life is just a big romantic comedy to them, and if you meet cute, happily ever-after is a forgone conclusion.

Even under the best of circumstances, there's just something so damn tragic about growing up.

You lost your wife, Douglas. My heartbreaks for you, it really does. But I lose my husband every day, all over again. And I don’t even get to mourn.

I've never been shot, but this probably what it feels like, that second of nothingness right before the pain catches up to the bullet.

Why were we so far apart, even when we were together? It was a nice loneliness, like the sensation of washing your face in cold water.

Words live longer than mortals.

We passed the hash pipe and played our Doors tapes.

I challenge myself to take at least one fashion risk a day, otherwise I get stuck.

Justice is what the judge ate for breakfast.

In our house we don't use words like "despise" and 'hate,' we say "strongly dislike."

The chance of a criminal getting caught, is only slightly better than getting hit by lightning.

My dresses are designed to win, so going through it, I think about, what do I want to represent? So, definitely, Vera Wang has been an inspiration for me.

If you ask me how I want to be remembered, it is as a winner.

We current justices read the Constitution in the only way that we can: as 20th-century Americans.